La Exiliada Del Sur

I left an eye in Los Lagos
Due to a casual oversight
The other stayed in Parral
In a drinks club
I remember that a lot of havoc
As a child he saw my soul
Miseries and treacheries
They knot my thoughts
Between the waters and the wind
I get lost in the distance

My right arm in Buín
It remains, gentlemen listeners
The other for Saint Vincent
It remained, I don't know for what purpose
My chest in Curacautín
I see him in a little garden
My hands in Maitencillo
Greetings in Pelequén
My blouse in Perquilauquén
Collect some minnows

I got tangled in San Rosendo
One foot crossing a corner
The other in the Quiriquina
I am sinking into the seas
my discontented heart
He beat with grief in Temuco
And he cried to me in Calbuco
Of cold by a frost
I go and straighten my march
To the slope of Chacabuco

I leave my nerves in Granero
The blood in San Sebastian
And in the city of Chillán
The calm brought me down to zero
My kidney in Cabrero
Destroy a walk
And on a street in Itata
My instrument broke
Endilgo for Birth
A silver morning

Disembarking in Riñihue
Violeta Parra was seen
No strings on the guitar
No leaves in the colihue
A band of chirihues
He came to give a concert
Disembarking in Riñihue
Violeta Parra was seen
Disembarking in Riñihue
Violeta Parra was seen